Eight treasure rice!

The female judges were surprised, more of a surprise, as if the door to a new world had been opened.

She didn't expect that sweet potatoes could still do this, and rice was actually added to them. The bright orange sweet potatoes are paired with the white eight-treasure rice, which catches the eye, doubles the flavor and tempts the appetite.

Moreover, the soft sweet potatoes and rice, together with the harder taste of osmanthus, red dates, barley, lotus seeds and other fruits in the rice, complement each other perfectly, and it tastes completely different!

It's not just an ordinary sweet potato, it's just too much of a surprise to her.

Surprise, really surprise!

The previous contempt for this dish had disappeared at this time, and the female judge couldn't help but ask: "Girl, how did you get the rice in without destroying the sweet potatoes?" ”

Nian Xi smiled and replied, "I make a small opening on the sweet potato before cooking, put the rice in little by little, and when it is cooked, the sweet potato becomes soft, and naturally fills the gap." ”

"It's amazing, it's creative!" The female judges praised it from the bottom of their hearts.

In front of Huang Songru was a roast chicken.

When you see it for the first time, you don't have to taste it, and the memories are overwhelming.

When he first met Xia Bonian, he was just a small chef, he did not study the famous Xia family cuisine, nor did he establish Fengyueju, both of them loved food, and they chatted very well after meeting by chance, and slowly became siblings.

At that time, Xia Bonian was not well-known, so he worked as an apprentice in a restaurant.

After finishing work at night, he would often come to him with a roast chicken, talk with him, drink wine and eat meat.

The two talk about everything, have a deep relationship, and treat each other as brothers.

Those days are really nostalgic.

"Girl......" Huang Songru looked up at Nian Xi, his voice trembling slightly.

This girl, everyone thinks that the dishes she makes are perfunctory.

Who would have thought that she had done her homework.

Therefore, the dishes made can hit the memory in the depths of each judge's mind.

Nian Xi smiled again, "Grandpa Huang, I don't know if this is the taste in your memory, can you taste it?" ”

"Good!" Huang Songru said, and immediately picked up the chopsticks.

Nian Xi said again: "Grandpa Huang, please cut the chicken from the middle before eating." ”

Only then did Huang Songru notice that there was a table knife on the plate, and he immediately knew that there was something else in this roast chicken.

She knew that this girl was quite serious about cooking, and she would never be perfunctory.

Huang Songru picked up the knife and cut the roast chicken, and a burst of rich and attractive fragrance greeted him.

When I opened it completely, I saw that there was a roast pigeon wrapped inside!

The pigeon also has diced tomatoes, rice, onions, and scallops in its belly...... Just looking at it, you know how rich the taste is.

Roast pigeon, when I used to drink with Lao Xia, I often ate it.

This dish is like a kaleidoscope, so varied that it brings surprises one after another.

I really have a heart for the past, so hearted.

Huang Songru was so excited that he hurriedly tasted the roast chicken with chopsticks and tasted the suckling pigeon.

The familiar and wonderful smell overflows the entire mouth, and it immediately evokes memories of the past.

made Huang Songru have an illusion that this is the roast chicken and roast pigeon made by Xia Bonian......

After the six judges tasted the dishes made by Nian Xi, everyone's faces were very solemn, as if they were thinking about something, and some of them had red eyes. "Sweetheart private dishes: Young master, take a bite!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.